You wouldn't say that you're a gambler. You just happen to play a lot of poker. It just happens to be the only thing you do actually. Your weekday routine is coming home from work, taking one or two shots of whiskey, and sitting on the sofa while playing micro-stakes poker all evening long. It's a simple life.
Others say you have a problem with alcohol and gambling. You say that it's been working great so far. It's actually a great savings habit. You save 70% of your income. You're on track to retire early at 45 in 10 years.
Your family doesn't see it that way. Sure, occasionally you'll miss a wedding, or a birthday, or a Christmas. Sometimes you just get the itch. It just keeps growing and growing. The next thing I know I'm hours deep in a tournament. Is that a bad thing? "Investment banking is stress, and I need some stress relief," you say.
They don't listen though. They keep yapping about untapped potential and how you could use your God given gifts to make a huge impact on the world. You think it's a lot of nonsense.
You finish the night with your stack going from $20 to $3. It wasn't your night, but is it ever?